Courtesy Fuck
MMF, wife, nc/blindfold)Jack had left his front door open for me.Like he'd instructed me, I entered the front door quietly, and found theliving room without much trouble. He was sitting on his couch waiting forme, drinking a beer. The open bottle rested in one hand against his thigh."Hey, Marc," he said, as he stood. "I'm glad you could make ittonight," he added with a smile.He shook my hand with a firm grip."Do you want a beer?" he asked."That'd be great," I said, following him as he walked...